It's so relieving to know that you're leaving as soon as you get paidIt's so relaxing to hear you're asking wherever you get your wayIt's so soothing to know that you'll sue me, this is starting to sound the sameI miss the comfort in being sadIn her false withness, we hope you're still with us, To see if they float or drownOur favorite patient, A display of patience, disease-covered Puget SoundShe'll come back as fire, to burn all the liars, And leave a blanket of ash on the ground I miss the comfort in being sad